North Central High School - Tamarack Yearbook (Spokane, WA)

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'asv C : opposrte bank of wlllows swallowed hlm up rlhen he made hrs way back to the house there to wrlte a check for one hundred dollars Twenty mlnutes by the clock passed and Gerard Nathan called for hrs reward Heinrich handed the check over without a word of protest when the lad s story was done and to thrs day he IIISISIS that he got the best of the bargain Be that as It may ten minutes or so later a very breathless lad swun himself upon the platform of the last coach as the tram pulled out for Boston I wonder what the governor will say when he finds out his cash rs short ten thousand and the only thlng he s got to show for It IS the best meadow ranch ln AMCYICBD he chuckled to himself as he made hrs way forward and a moment later many xx eary trawelers Jomed ln his merry laugh as he remem bered the expressron on old Flmtsklnners face when he had told him that the old llne fence was to stay where rt was' Btn Qbrtgmal Eatorp By Cl'lYlSlll'lC Cremans N ORIGINAL story for Tuesday says the English lnstructor anl from the throats of thrrty Senlors there assembled arose thrrty gusty conversatlonal as of one who says Nlce weather we re having nowadays An Oflglnal story mdeed' You thlnk of all the men and women who have been XVI'ltlI1g smce the dawn of creation Lam and Abel may hav achleved orrgmallty when they attended the Ararat County l-lxgh School you thmk though history doesnt mentlon rt But Solomon ln hrs wlsdom gave t There rs no neu thmg under the sun quoth he some twenty odd cen turles ago And then all the others xx ho hawe ltept hacking away at lt anyway' From Homer to Klplmg from Sappho to Mary J Holmes to the last cub reporter they have used up ewery plot and sub plot that human mgenulty can concelve of they have worn ewery word m the human language threadbare And yet m thls year of our Lord one thousand nme hundred and thirteen thzrty young and Jejune senlors are asked to produce thlrty Oflglfliil stones Ah well' Tuesday IS a week away You go on about your busrness and for a time you are able to forget the horror of that story Saturday Thirty one ,g , re ' ' ,J A J . ,, 9 , . , . . , . 3 . . ,, . . - , , , A ' , , x I sighs. An original story for Tuesday. Her tone is pleasantly . .. . . . .. , V 9 1 ' . . V . , . , . 1 . ' I . 'W 1 . , ve . , . , . .' L . Y I .. . . ,, V up- , ' , - K l , , . q . U , . , . . v 7 ' ' : ' Y v I . , . ' . a ' v

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139 My K5 vga Cyras had lowered hrs gun at the begrnnrng of the outbrealt and stood wrth eyes and mouth wrde open rn astonrshment Was thrs the mrld tempered man he had always known as Hernrrch l-loneteschlager3 Impossrble' Th was some strange ragrng creature' Possrbly some escaped lunatrc' At any rate Cyras decrded that rt would be best not to cross hrm and above all not to appear frrghtened Wrth an almost prtrful attempt at brarerv he drew hrmself together and prepared for rnstantaneous yet seemly flrght We ll see srr he sard rn a thrn tremblrng yorce as l-lernrrch paused for a moment to regarn hrs breath We ll see Wrth that he shouldered hrs gun and marched away It was Hernrrch s turn now to stare rn open mouthed amazement What could haye gotten rnto the old man3 Hed neyer done that before Was rt a declaratron of war o was rt Hernrrch felt certarn that he would Hght to a hnrsh Cyras B Flrntsltrnner was not the man to baclt out Get off my land' The rnterloper thrs time was a mere lad a lad wrth the adyenturous lrght ol twenty rn hrs eyes and a pleasrng smrle on hrs lrps There was somethrnr rn that franlt open face that drew Hernrrch to the boy a he stood there I1 exact rmrtatron of old Flrntskrnner Some Boston lad who has run up for a few hours hshrng betw err trams thought l-lernrrch as he measured the boy w rth a satrshed Glance Vt hy dont you get mad3 chrded the lad Im gettrn tned' Srde lye got to hurry rf I have much trme at the Hole ' Hernrrch laughed a hearty laugh that would hare done any pessrmrst Good to heir Boy he sard rn that rrch Dutch brogue of hrs as he motroned toward hrs house Just yrsrble through the wrllows let the Hole vo hanged today I wrll keep trll next trme But and he paused sugvestrrely there s a hun dred dollars up there at the house w artrnv for the man that keeps thrs fenc where rt rs Gerard Nathan was an artrst too and more than that the proposrtrorr appealed to that lrght rn hrs eyes Im on he laughed bacls Ill call for the money rn just twenty mrnutes And he swung oyer the old rarl fence and plowed through the warst hrgh gram toward the hon s larr Hernrrch followed the youth wrth a pleased lool. rn hrs eyes untrl the 7fIHfl I fr . , Y F all l Avo ,G X ,,JT..aMf..L . 9 4. , 7 - ' . . 15 , . . 5 9 D 1 Y , . 4. y . ,, . . . . . . . 1 1 r , r . - - tt , rr - v . . , , . , - . , . . 1' -fH0. .. vt , , v , . .3 , U 5 c r tt , ' , . . . H, c , . ,, . . . . 1 I ,, 'C ' tt I , N - .. t -v - - - , 1 Y - H 5 . - A Qu 1 - - . r N D e . 4. .. - - - - - 1 - v r L H f - - - - - tt t . - w w 0 , - L Y- v V - n . v Y .r Q - L . , 1 1. , D . 5 - H - , , , V tt , H 4. r - - , V 1 v , . . ,, . v I . . . , , . - v , , ,

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og: Cm vga you remember rt uneasrly Sunday rt comes back agarn lrke the tradrtronal cat Monday comes and goes It rs Monday eyenrng and you settle clown wrth a grrm determrnatron to do or che You roll up your sleeyes you takf a new pen and a prece of vrrgrn paper then outsrde you hear a cheerful Hoo' Hoo' Come on Krd the skatrngs dandy tonrght I rs our Junror chum who as yet knows not the terrors of orrgrnal storres You hesr tate and you are lost If you wfaken call me early mother dear rs you last conscrous thought as you scramble wearrly to bed You arrse betrmes and struggle desperately wrth obstrnate clothes and harr that posrtryely refuses to go up properly Then wrth one eye on the clock and the other on your paper you wrrte Frantrcally and desperately you w rrte Your brarn refuses to act properly you haye not the farntest rdea of what you are wrrtrng and r hen rt rs clone nerther you nor anyone else can read rt But the deed rs done y rth a hastrly snatched up breakfast rn one hand and that orrgrnal story rn th other I heard an orrgrnal story once It happened lrlte thrs A shark senror was asked by her dotrng aunt to render the story of Aeneas rn her own words Thrs rs what she sard Well rt was thrs wav Xou see there was a gerk named Aenea who was the marn guy with the Trojans uno got sore at hrm so they all had to glom therrs and beat rt They crrculated around untrl they came to Qarthage where they decided to strck around awhrle Drdo the queen got ar aw ful case on Aeneas so they had a snap for awhrle But the peskv gods butted rn avarn and told Aeneas to make tracks oyer to Italy He trreil to sneak away but Drdo got wrnd of rt and nearly tore hrs can oft H handed her the lemon however and she consrderrng herself properly stung cashed rn her checks Her dyrng message to Aeneas was Cutre who trecl your tre3 Tlnlr I to 1 I ,js , t ' , 5 . ' ' , 2 .. . . . - ,, - . . , , . r y 1 9 9 I V ' - .. .. - V - w t - 7 Y. ' 7 . , ' ' v' , Y ' ' , , at last. It is time for the warning bell to ring as you gallop down the street v. . - - LV . . . , Q . . 7 . : . ' ' V. . , ' ' v. L M' ' 9 V 1 . A 7 ' ' ' 9 9 f i V , 1 ' ' J . . , ' V . I g CJ .f' , Y ' ,' ' ' 9 D , B . , 9 v 9 V . ' . . . . . ,r . Y Q y V y - H, fl' '- 1 '